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The May weather in Haicheng was hotter than expected, the air thick with humidity, clothes sticking to the body, clammy and damp.
"Xiaoqin, over here!"
Rong Jinshu stood in the crowd and waved, wearing a white chiffon blouse with a coffee-colored long skirt, her long hair tied up, looking cool and striking.
It had been a few months since they last met; her complexion had improved significantly, her chin no longer sharp and angular, but much rounder than before.
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